(Another pre-hospital item on my desktop.)
The Zippy strip from 1/10/20, featuring Zippy and Shelf Life reflecting rather goofily on synthetic meat:
(#1) “Spork chops”, not to mention armpit swabs cultured into meat
Archive for December, 2020
In-vitro meat
December 14, 2020
Octopi Wall Street
December 14, 2020(I’m trying to catch up on postings from before my hospital time, just the few for which materials were already on my desktop. This is the first.)
From, I think, Ann Burlingham, this Octopi Wall Street t-shirt, based on Ray Troll’s 2011 political cartoon (one of a number he did):
The t-shirt, with the slogans “Less Inc More Ink”, “Bail Out Boats Not Banks”, and “Eat the Rich”
Tiers of a clown
December 14, 2020Today’s Wayno/Piraro Bizarro, with an outrageous pun (on tears and tiers):
(#1) (If you’re puzzled by the odd symbols in the cartoon — Dan Piraro says there are 4 in this strip — see this Page.) Wayno’s title: Frankenpastry
In this case, the tiers in question are layers in a layered clown pie, clowns being famous for tossing pies in people’s faces.
Fear of death on a desert island
December 13, 2020The 12/11 Zippy cartoon contemplates fear of death on a New Yorker desert island:
(#1) No, no, the fount of desert island gags is inexhaustible!
The strip is self-referential: Zippy reflects on his being in a cartoon. It is a Desert Island cartoon, and with its reference to the fear of dying, it alludes to another cartoon meme, the Grim Reaper.
More images of Jacques
December 12, 2020My earlier posting — “Images of Jacques”, from 12/11/20 — showed four facets of my guy: as my loving partner (photo #1); as a loving and joyful parent (#2); as a linguistics teacher (#3); and as a handsome hunk (in #3, in a head shot in #4, and in a full male nude in #5). (A gay saying I quote every so often: you might be a wonderful human being, but you’re also a piece of meat. In J’s case, a piece of French movie-star meat. Charmingly, J seemed to have no sense whatsoever that he was really hot; I never saw him preening or cruising aggressively with his body. Instead he used his wonderful inviting smile.)
Now, thanks mostly to his son Kit, I have more photos in most of these categories; also I have, in my own collection, a few photos of J the athlete (spanning most of J’s life).
Images of Jacques
December 11, 2020(Material that mostly appeared earlier on Facebook, now lightly edited and amended. Material with heading names or initials originally appared in FB.
The topic is decidedly adult relationships. No body parts or sexual acts, but unquestionably queer.)
The background: Living in almost complete isolation for many months now, I have been missing Jacques, painfully (though it was 1998 when we last shared a bed, and he’d been slipping into incompetence for years before that). I’m desperate to talk to him, embrace him, smell him, just enjoy the negligent pleasure of being with him and hearing his advice. He was a very good man.
(Early on in our relationship, I wrote his parents a letter about why I loved their son, which was all about his moral qualities, and they were totally charmed. We all understood that he was smokingly hot sexually, but that that alone would have been no basis for undertaking a life together, which is what we were doing.
In these awful times, I miss him terribly.
Pre-cut walker balls
December 10, 2020So the label announced, in big bold type, leading me to reflexively shield my testicles from harm with my right hand: no one’s going to cut my balls if I have anything to do with it.
The rainbow penguin shower curtain
December 10, 2020The setting: this Søciety6 Penguin Snuggles design by KiraKiraDoodles on a bathroom shower curtain (71″ by 74″) — found for me by Kim Darnell:
(#1) The fancifully named designer KiraKiraDoodles (whose actual identity I do not know): “I like cute stuff so I make cute stuff” — in this case, really cute rainbow penguins
The self-aware diner
December 9, 2020Today’s Zippy strip (here) is about a diner called the Self-Aware Diner:
(#1) This appears to be about the idea of a self-aware diner, rather than about any specific diner
We get, from the 50s: James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, tailfins, the 50s slang daddio. Then, from a later era (but very much self-aware), Fonzie. From Wikipedia:
Arthur Herbert Fonzarelli, better known as “Fonzie” or “The Fonz”, is a fictional character played by Henry Winkler in the American sitcom Happy Days (1974–1984).
Welcome back gifts
December 9, 2020An assemblage of recent appreciative gifts, mostly collected in this photo:
(#1) Objects of appreciation (in front of a wall mostly devoted to William Haefeli gay-themed cartoons from the New Yorker)
I do not disguise the fact that this photo is in part a demonstration of my mastering (slowly but successfully) yet another skill in posting to my blog: taking photos with my iPad, sending them to my Stanford account, and editing them there for publication. (As an example of the photographer’s art, it’s not much, but the point is that I can do it at all.)